Being a university professor has brought great satisfactions to my life in both personal and professional aspects. Something I have always tried to do is not just to fill my students with tons of information, but also get to see their human side and try to help them as much as I can.
Recently, one of my brightest students, Natalia, came to me to ask for advice. Her family and her were about to be evicted as they hadn’t been able to pay rent for the last three months. She wanted to know if I could help her find a job in our school (Science School) so that she could help her parents with some money. She stressed she was willing to do anything to get the money.
Unfortunately, all jobs available for students in our school were covered, but I told her I would keep an eye on any possible alternative. As this was a public university, several of our students came from poor homes, so being here was a great opportunity for them to achieve tools to succeed in life and give their families a better status.
Some days after my talk with Natalia, the vice dean of Science School called me saying he wanted to see me because he had good news. It was a Monday morning when I went to his office to see him. When I came in, he approached me, gave me a big hug, and told me he was the new Dean of the School. I was surprised. Bob Martin, was a man in his fifties, a cunning guy who had made his way using little dirty tactics every now and then instead of his talent.
“We have to celebrate, Andrew, and you know what this means,” he said with a broad grin.
Yeah, I knew what he meant. Two years ago, he had been promoted as the new vice dean, and he had gathered five science professors, only male, to share the good news and propose a “little celebration”. When we heard what he wanted to do, I was shocked. He wanted us to get him an escort he could fuck in his office, with us as participants of his triumph. Two of the professors were very excited about the “party,” but I and a colleague, Tom, couldn’t conceive what he was up to.
However, when expressing our discomfort, implicitly, he showed us he needed close collaborators by his side, and it would be a shame if we were not going to be there with him. Tom and I analyzed the situation and finally decided to join him in his lustful fete. On that occasion another professor got him a young escort he fucked while we all drank and praised him for his achievement.
This time things were not going to be different. I was sure his calling me to his office meant something else.
“Andrew, I need you to get me the freshest meat you can obtain in town. This position is something big for us and I want to start this new moment of my life with something big. Our celebration will be on Friday night,” said the new Dean of the School.
“I’ll see what I can do, Bob.”
I left the office angry. There were people who were more prepared than him, people who were really concerned about education and our students, but here we had this guy, a man with power and connections who would do what it took to achieve his goals.
I spent the next hours thinking what to do. Money was not an issue since he was very affluent. I guess I had to try to find escort agencies in town, something I was ignorant about. Then, for some reason I thought of Natalia.
She was really good-looking. Although she was short, she had nice medium-sized round breasts, and a beautiful butt. The new dean didn’t teach any class and did not want to have anything to do with students at all, so it was impossible that he knew her. I guess I could talk to Natalia and expose the situation, which was something risky since it could end up in a big scandal if she didn’t accept the offer.
Natalia had class with me on Tuesday, a biology lab, so once the lesson finished, I told her to stay as I needed to talk to her. All people left, and there I was with Natalia, not knowing what to say.
“So, what is it professor?” she asked curiously.
“Natalia, I don’t know how to start… I… erm… First of all, I want you to know that what I am going to tell you is something I do because I want to help you… I… I don’t want to take any advantage of your situation, you know…”
“What is going on?” she asked with a serious expression in her face.
“OK, I’ll go straight to the point. Someone in this university has been promoted to a high position. This someone has asked me to get him an escort to celebrate his achievement. He has a lot of money, so I thought this could be a way to help you collect the money you need,” I said in a tremulous voice.
She looked at me with anger in her eyes. She shook her head and looked up at the ceiling.
“It’s Mr. Martin, isn’t it?” she questioned me.
“Yeah, Natalia. It’s him. Sorry… Look, I don’t want to…”
“How much is he paying?” she asked me.
“I don’t know, but as I told you money is not an issue,” I said.
“I need $5,000. Just one hour”
“OK, I think that’s reasonable for him. One more thing… I think he will ask me and some other professors to stay there while he has sex with you.”
“What? What an asshole!” She looked at the floor of the classroom. “OK, then I’ll charge him $6,000. When is it going to be?”
“Friday. Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked.
“No, professor, I don’t want to do it, but do we poor people have an option?”
She gave me a sad look. I hugged her and told her I wished I could do something else for her. She said I shouldn’t feel bad as she knew I really wanted to help her. She also said she would need to change her appearance a little bit so that the other professors could not recognize her.
We exchanged phone numbers. I told her I would pick her up that day to bring her to his office.
I saw Natalia again on our Thursday class, but she left quickly without saying a word. I called her that night, and she said she had borrowed an outfit for that day. She also told me to pick her up at 5 pm at a friend’s house where she was going to get ready for the occasion.
The next day, I finished my last class at 4 pm, went to the parking lot and drove my car to the address Natalia had given me. I arrived there, called her on her cell phone, and she said she would be outside in a few minutes. Five minutes passed, and the door of the house opened. She looked stunning. She was wearing a tight strapless fuchsia dress that accentuated her curves. She had all her hair tied and had applied lots of make-up. I guess she had done a good job to reform her appearance.
She got into the car, said hello, and I drove off. She was very quiet and seemed to be nervous. Some minutes later, we arrived at the university and went straight to Bob’s office.
Bob had closed all the curtains and the place was barely illuminated with gleam light coming from some lamps. Four more of my colleagues were there, all of them wearing suits just like Bob and me. Bob closed the door, locked it, and came close to take a better look at Natalia.
“Wow, what a beautiful girl you have brought today, Andrew. Good job, my good friend.”
He caressed Natalia’s face and hair. Then, he looked at me.
“Today, I want to share a little bit with you guys. I cannot be a selfish man when all of you have done so many things for me. So, Andrew, I want you to have a first taste of this cute young girl,” he said while he took a thick roll of bills and put it on a wooden table he had adapted as a kind of ceremonial place in the middle of the room.